3. Have peace in the contemplation of the solemn, the awful force of the sanctions, the seals, which Christ has attached to His promises to His great promise, wherein stands our hope, that He will perfect that which concerneth us, and present us perfect before the presence of His glory with exceeding joy. Joy-His joy, as well as yours. The fruit of the travail of His spirit, the harvest of His tears and pain, are all garnered up in you. There, in the depths of your being, He has stored them; losing you, He loses them for ever; saving you with everlasting salvation, He saves them for ever, to fill His eternal kingdom with the brightness of glory and the music of praise. Measure by what the Father has given, by what the Son has endured, that He may be the author of eternal salvation to every soul that trusts Him, the power which is put forth in you and around you, ordering all things to secure your full redemption. If there be any depth of consolation, any fountain of strength, in the thought, that your hope, the hope of your being, is the hope of God, the hope of Christ, the hope that sustained Him through His travail, and whose fulfilment is to be its harvest,

take it, and enshrine it in your heart—it is

yours.

All things groan and travail in sympathy with your present struggles and sorrows; all things wait your full redemption to put on the brightness of their final glory. "For the earnest expectation of the creature waiteth for the manifestation of the sons of God. For the creature was made subject to vanity, not willingly, but by reason of Him who hath subjected the same in hope. Because the creature itself also shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God."

The day of the manifestation of the sons of God! Son of God, be there be there! Be there, to claim your birthright-be there to take your crown. Now, gird up the loins of your mind: endure hardness; fight the good fight of faith; resist even unto blood, striving against sin; the strain will not last for ever. The day cometh-it maybe, cometh soonwhen you shall ungird your festal garments, and walk white-robed through the heavenly streets. There, no foeman waste Christ's wide dominions, no sin afflicts, no tears bestain, no death destroys. "And there your sun shall no more go down, nor

your moon withdraw itself, for the Lord shall be your everlasting light, and the days of your watching, your mourning, shall be ended for ever."

"THESE THINGS I HAVE SPOKEN UNTO YOU, THAT IN ME YE MIGHT HAVE PEACE. IN THE WORLD YE SHALL HAVE TRIBULATION:

BUT BE OF GOOD

COURAGE; I HAVE OVERCOME THE WORLD.”

UNWIN BROTHERS, Gresham steam PRESS, BUCKlersbury, LONDON, E.C.